Princes of Nothing (Red Blades recruitment/PM to join)

[Isar]

(Public, but you must PM to join.)

The Sith Empire was no more. Aleksandr Idruin's tribe was no more. Broken. Shattered. Obliterated. All by a single perpetrator... Jedi. The very thought of those masquerading fools set his blood to boiling. Oh they smiled nice enough for the holocams. They said all the right words. But their actions in battle revealed more about their character than any holo interview. Metalorn was just the first in a list of atrocities, but it was the one seared into Aleksandr Idruin's mind. Matsu Ike had destroyed the prison holding Sith prisoners of war and in so doing she'd killed over two thirds of his tribe. There would be vengeance. That was why he was here on Nar Shaddaa after all. It was the only reason he would ever come to such a wretched hive of scum and villainy.

He had a ship, but his ship needed a crew.

Idruin stood in Spaceport lot 87C, clad in sullen robes of a deep red. He awaited the arrival of a man he'd contacted. A Sith... and a potential joiner.

[member="Nyarl"] [member="Astraios Blackhand"]

 

[Akanias]

A few days ago he had found that he had been contacted by someone. A someone that he didn't know. When he tried to trace it back to whoever had sent it, it had brought him to Nar Shaddaa, that wasn't a problem. Once upon a time he had been an assassin within the Black Sun Syndicate, and because of that he had explored many planets that were what would be considered 'Underground Planets.' The planet that was known as the 'Smuggler's Moon,' had become something of a home to the Sith Apprentice once upon a time, but his new home was with the One Sith.

The starship that he flew landed within the spaceport lot 88C, clad in his black armourweave with the durasteel chestplate, and throwing his black cloak over his body he descended from the ramp and looked around. The location to meet was close by, only a moment away, all he needed to do was get there now.

The Sith Acolyte passed through his own hangar, and was soon entering 87C, and he made sure to not hide his presence within the Dark Side of the Force. The tall dark sentinel soon stopped, when eh felt the presence of [member="Aleksandr Idruin"] nearby.

 

[Isar]

Idruin looked the man up and down, blue-green eyes narrowing.

"You're him?" he rasped in a high, fervor-imbued voice. After all, if one spoke without passion, why speak at all?

The Kro Var human clenched his teeth apprehensively and his fingers strayed toward the saberstaff hanging from his belt. He knew little of Blackhand, other than by reputation, but likely the blond man knew even less of Idruin. A youth from Kro Var with an aptitude for pyrokinesis, fancy acrobatics, and a chip on his shoulder a mile wide. The name of Idruin was likely unknown save on Kro Var itself. In time, that would change.

[member="Astraios Blackhand"]

 

[Akanias]

"The one and only." He replied shortly, unsure as to whether this was the point he should take off his helmet, but he didn't. He wouldn't until he understood the purpose of this meeting. He took note of the hand straying from his body to the saberstaff, and he prepared himself in case they were going to have a confrontation of some sort, he couldn't have this one attacking him unprepared.

"What is the purpose of this meeting?" It was said calmly, but with an underlying sense of caution that came with it. The Eldorai didn't trust easily, and that was even harder for those that weren't Eldorai. Although, a point in his favour was that he seemed to be a Dark Sider, which gave him some reason to calm down if only slightly.

[member="Aleksandr Idruin"]

 

[Isar]

"Good," Aleksandr released a slow breath, fingers tightening. "I have a ship, the Vengeance, but I need a crew... a crew to hunt Jedi. I'd heard of your skills from some of your previous connections."

Idruin's lips thinned. Not a smile. Smiles had been squeezed from him, but a charmless gesture of good will. He extended a hand. "I am Aleksandr Idruin, a Shaper of Kro Var, and I would like you to join me against the Silver Jedi."

[member="Astraios Blackhand"]

 

[Akanias]

The Sith Apprentice remained quiet at the request. It had been unexpected, not that he had expected something so alrge. Only seconds before he had thought that it was going to be an ambush, and one that he thought he'd be leaving, and moments later it was a request to hunt Jedi. It wasn't something that he was against, but it was something he hadn't expected. So his initial response was, "uh." Before he cleared his throat and said, "I am glad to see my reputation proceeds me." He said with a laid back shrug of his shoulders.

No reason to be hostile here.

A Shaper of Kro Var? I have no idea what that is. Behind his helmet he frowned, and then he folded his arms behind his back and let his fingers lace together. "I accept." He replied after what seemed like an eternity. "Astraios Blackhand." He continued on shortly after, "I should think my first name shall remain a secret?" It was less question and more suggestion.

"Why the Silver Jedi?"

[member="Aleksandr Idruin"]

 

[Isar]

The dark haired youth released a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding. His expressive features veiled anxiousness with a fierce determination.

Why the Silver Jedi? The hot coals inside Idruin's heart sprang to life, stoked by sorrow and flared by fury. The fires of vengeance ever burned in his chest, sleeping embers capable of waking to the slightest memory of his wrongs. And oh, how he would redress them tenfold. He would burn them all.

"They murdered my tribe," Aleksandr replied, voice strained as he struggled with the inner rage. "And I will kill them all. Every. Last. One."

He turned slightly away from @Astraois Blackhand, staring up into Nar Shaddaa's atmosphere. His fists trembled. "Your name will not be revealed. Not by me."

 

[Garza]

Contact from a man. Strange and unexpected, but the name was something I had seen before. Not in the form of in the Galaxy wide view of information, but from my past. Idruin. I smiled as I did not say anything to the contact. Simply coming to the planet of Nar Shaddaa. The "Smugglers moon" or the paradise for black market activity. I smiled as I still remembered a few names from my almost forgetful childhood. It was a Family that the Imura's worked with because we were all part of the Fire tribe. While I used Fire Shaping abilities, I also knew some of Earth shaping. And that gave me an edge over those who were from my tribe. I was a Shaper of Kro Var. But only if I had not been taken away.

Coming to the port was not that hard. Dressed in my crimson robes, I had my doublebladed lightsaber on my back, while the single bladed lightsaber I had made with my Master was on my belt in the front. Standing ontop of the ring of the Bay that the meeting was to be held. I stayed back a few minutes to see if the man below me was who he claimed to be. Which from the message was not much that I could call from. Just a man needing help. It was then that a man walked in. [member="Astraios Blackhand"], the Bounty hunter known for his time with the Black Suns. I shook my head. This man really wanted help.

As the voices carried enough for me to hear snipbits of how the entire tribe was destroyed. And the vengeance wanted against the Silver Jedi. I was a child when I was taken away, but I still owed it to my tribe to keep their name alive. letting myself drop to the ground. I made a large thump sound. "Looks like I will be here to help Brother." Lifting my left hand, My hand was open and the air within my grasp was sparked to become a flame.

[member="Aleksandr Idruin"],

 

[Xavier Vi'dreya]

[member="Astraios Blackhand"] hadn't been the only one interested, but being a Vi'dreya, it seemed more enjoyable for Xavier to leave the man hanging. Umbaran mysteriousness and all that crap, or the procrastination of of 16 year old, take your pick. "Your vengeance seems centralized, who is it specifically you're after Idruin?" Xavier questioned, joining the standing group of teenage Sith. [member="Nickolas Imura"] and [member="Aleksandr Idruin"] both caught his attention with their Kro Var ability, he'd always been interested in the art, ever since he was young and one Thyrian Ashborn was a living fire. But he'd grown up, now it was merely interesting, not awe inspiring.

"I'm Xavier Vi'dreya, I'd love to help." He stated, the pint sized reptile on his shoulder looking at the Sith surrounding him. They were all young, all destined for great things. This would be one helluva ride for all of them.

 

[Isar]

A familiar presence approached, drawing Aleksandr's eyes away from the sky. Blue-green eyes met those of [member="Nickolas Imura"]. He'd heard of the Imura clan on Kro Var. Fire shapers, mostly, like his own tribe. He stared at the flame flickering in the youth's palm and blinked slowly. He inhaled deeply, chest expanding. Pulling on the anger he felt deep within he converted it into energy, exhaling flames that scorched from his nostrils. He nodded slowly to Nickolas, a token of thanks.

Aleksandr's eyes turned toward Vi'dreya as he too entered the small cluster of Sith and spoke. The Umbaran's reputation preceded him, or perhaps it was simply the shadow of his sister.

"Matsu Ike," Idruin rasped in reply.

[member="Xavier Vi'dreya"] [member="Nickolas Imura"] [member="Astraios Blackhand"]

 

[Garza]

I let the fire in my hand lax as the Fire Shaper let the flames leave his nose like that of a mythical Dragon. It was kind of hard not to laugh at how I had not thought to do that. With a slight smile and a nod that was returned to his own. Another man joined our group. Just his name wanted me to throw up, and then the other part of me wanted to judge him as a snob brat. But just because his Older sister was a Sith Lady that had seemingly vanished, I cut him some slack and allowed him to prove that he would be different than his sister.

His question was answered with two words. "Matsu Ike."

The name had a slight ring to it. Hard to make out. from the sound of hearing we were after the Silver Jedi, She was likely a Jedi Master. Pulling my hood down for the rest of my face to be seen, I allowed my eyes to speak for me. If it was all true that this woman killed my Lost Brothers and Sisters. Then I would do everything within my power to string this woman up, and burn her alive. She would feel the pain of hundreds, if not thousands of the Shapers and Kro Var natives that I knew I loved.

"If we are going to be taking this Jedi down, then we need to gear up and prepare for the worst. I have faced a Jedi Master before. It is no easy task." The only visible part of my left arm that was morphed from the Sith Poison started to burn as I could almost feel my hatred take over my body as I wanted the woman's blood on my hands. I wanted to see her pay. "I can use some help from my Master in the Lords of the Fringe and some of my wealth to get us credits and gear should we need any. Consider me in."

[member="Aleksandr Idruin"], [member="Xavier Vi'dreya"], [member="Astraios Blackhand"],

 

[Akanias]

"Very well." He repeated once he had been explained as to why they would be hunting down the Silver Jedi. He still didn't really know where they were located within the Galaxy, but once they boarded this ship he would plan to learn everything he could about the Silver Jedi, and the Galactic Republic that he could. Their planets, their more prestigious members, and to find planets that would be quite useful tor aid if need be.

When the other people who had apparently received a message had appeared, he hadn't been that surprised. He figured that there would be others who would be invited to hunt down Jedi instead of one unknown Assassin. He was trained in physical combat, to be fast and to last long, but utilizing the Force wasn't something that he excelled at just yet. With all of the 'Shapers of Kro Var,' that were apparently there as well, perhaps he could insist on one of them teaching them how to utilize pyrokinesis.

Only because we're going to become a team, and the ability is destructive. Or I can find someone else to teach me how to use something else, putting all of their abilities in one basket is not the best idea, especially if we meet someone who can counteract that one ability.

He nodded his head, and he laced his fingers together behind his back. "We should visit a few planets before we go after this Jedi Master. There is a plant upon Manaan known as the kolto plant, it has useful healing properties. And we should also visit Thyferra for their bacta, combined bacta and kolto are a powerful healer." He said, and he blinked while he waited for their initial responses before he continued and said, "it can even reattach limbs."

[member="Nickolas Imura"], [member="Aleksandr Idruin"], [member="Xavier Vi'dreya"], [member="Nyarl"]

 

[Xavier Vi'dreya]

Sister. It was his sisters reputation. He liked Kära more than his mother, she at least kept him. [member="Astraios Blackhand"] went on to make a series of valid points, they were talking about taking down a Jedi Master, one whom the galaxy had seen unleash storms like no other. Ike would die, but first, they could hit her where it hurt. Ike had many daughters whichmakesnosensecauseshe'salesbian, she had a family. "Ike has children, if you want to avenge your tribe, why don't we start by making her suffer?" The boy asked, his eyes cold and unfeeling, the massive horde of Ike's would get not sympathy from him, only a red blade in their backs.

[member="Nickolas Imura"] [member="Aleksandr Idruin"]

 

[Isar]

"I don't want to stop with just the her or her brood," Aleksandr hissed, "Every single one of those Jedi is a murderer in disguise, full of lies and deceit. I want to hunt them all down, starting with the Silver Jedi. They have set up their headquarters near Raxus and I hope to make that our next destination."

He turned toward [member="Astraios Blackhand"], "Your suggestions are good, but we can get bacta from any local medical supply store. Kolto is harder to come by... besides, Manaan is another site of the Jedi's crimes. They sank the city, killing countless."

The hot-blooded Kro Var Shaper looked at each of them in turn, [member="Xavier Vi'dreya"], Blackhand, and [member="Nickolas Imura"]. "Together, we will slaughter them like the animals they are. We will turn their laughter to soot and fill their lying mouths with the ashes of their dead. This I swear."

 

[Garza]

The idea of Medical supplies came from the Bounty hunter/Assassin. Smart. it was a good idea. But if we raided it with just us four. we would expose ourselves too fast. and we don't want that. We want to keep ourselves hidden for now so when we pop up, Surprise! Now here is where I heard Xavier say that we should hunt down her children. At those words, I almost felt my skin rise and get goose bumps in anticipation for this. I nodded my head as my attention then turned to Idruin. Saying that we will slaughter all of them. making them pay for everything that they did. Burning them to ash, and again from Ash to dust. That much I know I will do. With his word that he would hunt the Jedi down, Starting with the Silver Jedi, I knew that this would be a long road, but it would be one worth traveled.

"Well we can't just show up unless you want killed. We need a game plan to attack them. As Xavier said, Target her children, or even just start simple with the Silver Jedi as a whole." I almost felt like I was already skinning the Jedi with my own blade in saying these words. For the first time in my life. It felt good to feel angry. It felt... awesome to have the rage running through my blood. The pain in my left arm intensified to where it almost hurt. But it felt good. Oh so good.

[member="Aleksandr Idruin"], [member="Xavier Vi'dreya"], [member="Astraios Blackhand"],

 

[Akanias]

"However, we cannot get kolto from anywhere. It is located upon Manaan, a world within the Galactic Republic." He said with a shake of his head. He truly believed it would be worth it to raid the planet and retrieve as much kolto as they could gather, but he was unsure as to whether they would go noticed or not by the Jedi if there were on the planet, or the Republic's security check-ins.

"Who are her children? If they are Jedi, we will not only get the wrath of Matsu Ike, a Jedi Master, but the whole of her Jedi Order as well." He cautioned. He didn't wan to seem like a coward, but they would be needing someone to offer warnings so that they could rethink their plans. The Eldorai Apprentice himself was willing to do anything if it would harm the Jedi, but he at least wanted to make it clean, so none of them were left behind.

[member="Nickolas Imura"], [member="Aleksandr Idruin"], [member="Xavier Vi'dreya"]

 

[Isar]

"That's what I meant," Idruin snarled, frustration showing on scowling features. Too much debating, not enough action. "We'll be taking down Matsu, the Silver Jedi, and anyone else who gets in the way. But we'll start with the Silver Order."

Aleksandr turned toward Blackhand and pointed up into the Space like some star blinded fool. "Why go to the surface of a Republic world, when we can just rob an outgoing shipment of Kolto?"

Eyes of molten gold looked between each of those gathered, all warriors whose veins ran with fire rather than blood. "We wait outside the shipping lanes in my frigate and when the time comes," he curled his fingers into a fist, "We take what we want, just as the Republic took from us."

[member="Astraios Blackhand"] [member="Xavier Vi'dreya"] [member="Nickolas Imura"]